I decided to attend Oberlin College, in large part due to the creative energy that permeates student life on campus. This energy can be seen in the sheer number of performances on any given night, as well as in the quality and diversity of those myriad endeavors. Perhaps more importantly, the creativity and passion of those performances can also be found in the everyday ramblings and rumblings of the student body.
My fondest memories of Oberlin are those that exemplify the need for creation and connection that so many Obies share. I remember braving the cold courtyard outside of King, dancing with a friend and collaborator around a copy of “The Complete Works of William Shakespeare,” hoping that inane fervor would lead to inspiration. I remember walking past Finney Chapel late at night, hearing the organ playing an eerie tune that helped guide me home. I remember choreographing a dance with two almost-strangers in the (unfinished) South Hall basement studios, nervously smiling as curious passers-by paused to watch our progress. I remember performing in “The Pillowman” and listening to the reactions of friends and strangers days and weeks after the show had closed.
This is Oberlin at its best. The constant performance, observation, and absorption of art in all its various forms. Oberlin is a place where art and creativity thrive, as long as there are students around willing to give of themselves. Throw as much of your energy at this college as you can. Sometimes you will be frustrated. Sometimes you will fail. And sometimes, through inane behavior, simple determination, or a little bit of luck, you will create something beautiful.